Psalm 102

A Plea for the Lord to Rebuild Jerusalem

A prayer of one overwhelmed with trouble, pouring out problems before the Lord.

1Lord, hear my prayer!

Listen to my plea!

2Don’t turn away from me

in my time of distress.

Bend down to listen,

and answer me quickly when I call to you.

3For my days disappear like smoke,

and my bones burn like red-hot coals.

4My heart is sick, withered like grass,

and I have lost my appetite.

5Because of my groaning,

I am reduced to skin and bones.

6I am like an owl in the desert,

like a little owl in a far-off wilderness.

7I lie awake,

lonely as a solitary bird on the roof.

8My enemies taunt me day after day.

They mock and curse me.

9I eat ashes for food.

My tears run down into my drink

10because of your anger and wrath.

For you have picked me up and thrown me out.

11My life passes as swiftly as the evening shadows.

I am withering away like grass.

12But you, O Lord, will sit on your throne forever.

Your fame will endure to every generation.

13You will arise and have mercy on Jerusalem*102:13 Hebrew Zion; also in 102:16.—

and now is the time to pity her,

now is the time you promised to help.

14For your people love every stone in her walls

and cherish even the dust in her streets.

15Then the nations will tremble before the Lord.

The kings of the earth will tremble before his glory.

16For the Lord will rebuild Jerusalem.

He will appear in his glory.

17He will listen to the prayers of the destitute.

He will not reject their pleas.

18Let this be recorded for future generations,

so that a people not yet born will praise the Lord.

19Tell them the Lord looked down

from his heavenly sanctuary.

He looked down to earth from heaven

20to hear the groans of the prisoners,

to release those condemned to die.

21And so the Lord’s fame will be celebrated in Zion,

his praises in Jerusalem,

22when multitudes gather together

and kingdoms come to worship the Lord.

23He broke my strength in midlife,

cutting short my days.

24But I cried to him, “O my God, who lives forever,

don’t take my life while I am so young!

25Long ago you laid the foundation of the earth

and made the heavens with your hands.

26They will perish, but you remain forever;

they will wear out like old clothing.

You will change them like a garment

and discard them.

27But you are always the same;

you will live forever.

28The children of your people

will live in security.

Their children’s children

will thrive in your presence.”